He Ao held a hamburger in his hand, flipped over, and jumped straight down from the SUV.
Lena glanced at him and hurried to follow.
The SUV was parked by the sea, the nearby roads worn and potholed with age, reflecting uneven colors under the dying evening light.
The sound had come from an alleyway that was somewhat narrow but seemed to be frequently trodden, as there wasn't much accumulated snow, only a bit piled up by the roadside.
These scattered snowflakes mingled with the wet ground, extending all the way into the depths of the alley, reaching into the darkness untouched by the light.
He Ao's speed was fast, and he almost instantly disappeared into the dark shadows.
Lena swept a glance over the secluded alley and quickly caught up to He Ao's strides.
The alley was not flanked by towering buildings but by shanties made of broken bricks and rusted iron sheets cobbled together.
